[It's not as bad the second time, now that he knows what to expect. He sucks in a breath as it happens, and then the machine's typing up another fun conversation starter for them. There's almost something soothing about how methodical this all is, actually. He just wishes he hands weren't locked in place.
He has like a thousand more questions for Fenris about, uh, all this, but the machine spits out another sin: PRACTICING ILLEGAL MAGIC
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He has like a thousand more questions for Fenris about, uh, all this, but the machine spits out another sin: PRACTICING ILLEGAL MAGIC
Harlan laughs.]
Ask me nicely.